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“Half an hour has passed…”
Su Jiang’s Happy Farm still hasn’t been cleared.
Well, that’s not the point.
Fugui has already recovered, but An Rou still hasn’t finished washing!
“Something must be wrong, right?” Su Jiang glanced at the bathroom.
At this rate, the frog would be boiled alive in the hot water, wouldn’t it?
Carefully getting up, Su Jiang quietly walked to the bathroom door.
“I really don’t have any other intentions, I’m just worried about her…”
Muttering this to himself, Su Jiang reached out and knocked on the bathroom door.
“Ah!”
An Rou was clearly startled by the knock, and she said with a touch of annoyance:
“Su Jiang, are you crazy? Knocking on the door all of a sudden!”
“Uh, I saw you were taking so long, I was worried something might have happened.”
“Something might have happened? Don’t you know girls need time to shower?”
How would I know?
Su Jiang scratched his nose. He hadn’t really interacted with girls before.
He dejectedly returned to the sofa, his eyes filled with concern.
This kind of showering, next month’s water and electricity bill is going to skyrocket.
He was already not well-off, and this was adding insult to injury.
“No, I’m going to keep track, and make An Mingjie pay for it.”
A plan formed in Su Jiang’s mind. He pulled out paper and pen from the drawer and started writing.
“Since he’s entrusted An Rou to us, it’s only fair that I ask him for some money, right?”
“Water and electricity bills… let’s say two thousand,” Su Jiang quickly wrote on the paper.
Anyway, An Mingjie has no proof. I can say whatever amount, and he has to pay it.
If he doesn’t pay, I’ll hold An Rou hostage.
Thinking about this, Su Jiang’s lips curled up in a crazed smile. This is a chance to rip An Mingjie off big time.
“An Rou’s bed fee…”
“An Rou’s daily necessities fee…”
“An Rou’s breathing fee…”
“…”
In the end, on the total line, Su Jiang brazenly wrote down a sky-high price of one hundred thousand.
He silently planned in his heart to find an opportunity to get An Rou to put her fingerprint on it.
What could An Mingjie even say then?
“Click—”
The bathroom door slowly opened, and An Rou’s figure appeared at the entrance.
Her wet hair clung tightly to her cheeks and neck, water droplets dripping down her strands and onto the floor.
An Rou was now wearing a pink nightgown, her face still flushed with a hint of lingering redness.
Su Jiang was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, swiftly hiding the “An Rou Expense List” he had just written behind him.
“Su Jiang, I’m done showering, you…”
An Rou’s words stopped abruptly, her eyes filled with confusion as she glanced behind Su Jiang.
“What are you hiding?” she asked, quickly approaching him.
“Nothing, I was just drawing,” Su Jiang stood up and backed away.
“Really?” An Rou pressed on, unconvinced. “Then show me.”
Su Jiang’s behavior screamed that he was up to something.
Moreover, the content on the paper must have something to do with her. An Rou had experience with this.
Su Jiang was pushed against the wall by An Rou, their distance close enough to feel their breaths mingling.
His nose twitched slightly, and he could already smell the faint fragrance of her shampoo.
Tsk, she actually used a certain brand of shampoo, am I not worthy of a strand of her hair?
But that wasn’t the point. Su Jiang squeezed out a smile, and An Rou, sensing his attempt to escape, decisively grabbed his arm.
An Rou pressed close, her big eyes twinkling. “If it’s just a drawing, why can’t you let me see it?”
Then, with practiced ease, she shook his arm, her voice laced with a playful whine. “Su Jiang, let me see, what did you draw that made you so nervous?”
Damn it!
This again?
Su Jiang took a deep breath. An Rou’s eyes and her coquettish tone made his heart race.
He almost gave in.
But, Su Jiang quickly realized, this was his home!
He might have been outsmarted by An Rou at the An residence, but at his own place, was he going to fall for the same trick, in the same place, twice?
No way, absolutely not!
Suddenly, Su Jiang used his strength to pick An Rou up and hold her in his arms.
“Hey?”
An Rou was a little stunned. This wasn’t what she expected. How come her charm offensive suddenly failed?
Being lifted into Su Jiang’s arms, An Rou was momentarily at a loss.
But Su Jiang didn’t take her anywhere. His arms circled her waist, feeling the delicate softness of her skin, his own heart began to race uncontrollably.
“Su Jiang, what are you doing…”
Before An Rou could finish, Su Jiang held her and quickly walked towards the room.
“Hey hey hey, that’s my room!”
An Rou exclaimed, didn’t he know that it’s not okay to just barge into a girl’s bedroom?
Su Jiang couldn’t care less about those details right now. He kicked open the door with his foot and then threw An Rou onto the bed.
“Ugh—”
An Rou landed on the bed, her eyes tightly closed, her arms crossed protectively over her chest. Her face flushed red, and her heart pounded.
She silently cursed herself for going too far.
Moreover, this was Su Jiang’s house. What if… what if he lost control?
An Rou became increasingly embarrassed. Being brought to his bed by Su Jiang, her heart was now in a frenzy.
“Could it be, he really wants to…”
Her face suddenly felt hot, her heart racing wildly, but she was also conflicted.
Should she reject him?
Although they were adults, wasn’t this all happening a bit too fast?
They hadn’t even kissed yet!
And Su Jiang, that big, clumsy pig, hadn’t even officially confessed his feelings or confirmed their relationship!
“Click—
“As these thoughts ran through her mind, An Rou heard the door close, and she became even more nervous. Closing her eyes, she said:
“Su, Su Jiang, please… please don’t do anything rash. Let’s take things slowly, okay?”
“I, I, I… I won’t tease you anymore. Please let me go this time, okay?”
After a long silence, An Rou didn’t hear any response from Su Jiang.
Carefully opening one eye, An Rou was immediately stunned.
“Huh?”
Inside the room, there was no sign of Su Jiang. She was the only one lying on the bed, acting in a one-person play.
“Whew!”
Outside the room, Su Jiang held a piece of paper, patted his chest, and let out a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he had held his ground this time and wasn’t controlled by An Rou.
“Not bad, I’m good at this.”
Su Jiang silently gave himself a thumbs-up, calmed his racing heart, and looked around.
He had to find a place to hide the note quickly.
Once An Rou realized what happened, he’d be in deep trouble.
“Where should I hide it?”
Su Jiang searched everywhere, but he couldn’t find a suitable spot. Every place seemed risky, with the chance of An Rou finding it.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he focused on the luxurious cat bed.
Fugui was sprawled out in the bed, fast asleep. Suddenly, he jolted awake, his eyes blurry. He saw Su Jiang staring at him with a suspicious look.
“Meow?” What are you up to again?
“Hehehe, Fugui.” Su Jiang chuckled darkly as he approached Fugui’s cat bed.
“You still owe me nine requests, right?”
Fugui slumped his cat face, glanced at the piece of paper in Su Jiang’s hand, and instantly understood his intentions.
So, he sighed, reluctantly shifted his body, leaving a small space behind him. He gestured for Su Jiang to put the note in.
“Meow meow meow.” Only eight requests left.
“Hehehe, yes.” Su Jiang laughed, stuffed the note inside, and didn’t forget to scratch Fugui’s head.
Fugui remained expressionless, his heart filled with regret. He wished he had continued to roam the streets.
“I shouldn’t have played that stupid poker game with Su Jiang!”
After hiding the note, Su Jiang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“Su Jiang!!!”
An Rou stormed out of the room, furious. She was going to settle the score with Su Jiang!
“An Rou, calm down!”
“Calm down yourself!”
An Rou completely ignored him. She pounced on Su Jiang, her little tiger teeth bared, and bit down on his shoulder.
“Ah!!!”